On one such evening while we were at a pub, he ordered some vine. I never consumed alcohol before and on that ground I denied his offer. ‘It’s jus... vine. It doesn’t have a lot of alcohol in it,’ he convinced me and forced me to take it. After tasting it I felt that he was true. It was not too hard. From then onwards I used to take vine with him in our outings. 3 months passed and I was very happy with Kishor. He was earning well and was taking good care of me. But I never expected that my life. They are so very comfortable with each other. I start to feel like an outsider. 'Take care of her', indeed. I am a defender. I can manipulate matter, I can rip heads off with my bare hands. I come back to the conversation only to discover the two men watching me with a certain pensiveness in their eyes."What?" I ask folding my arms over my chest and sit up straighter."I think someone needs to do some asking of her own." Saul says dryly."I think someone needs to respect his elders." I toss back. He was begining to lose focus, to fall into a state of animal passion and his hands responded, one moving from her neck to the back of her blouse, seeking the clasp of her bra, the other worked it's way to the waistband of her trousers, slipping between the elastic of her panties and warm, electrified skin of her stomach. She breathed in, at first through that small hint of fear at what she was allowing and then in an attempt to leave room for his hand to work it's way through the barrier. All. Her pussy locks tightly on my cock as she shudders, cumming on my throbbing cock deep inside her. Our bodies shudder and spasm together as we both continue to cum in ecstatic pleasure for what seems like an eternity. Our movements slowly subside and we lay there, locked together in total bliss from our lustful fucking, for maybe a minute or two, totally exhausted, feeling so totally satisfied. I feel my swollen cock begin subside, and then I slowly slip out of her as our juices begin to flow.